"Sorry, it was my fault."

Strange sincerely apologized: "I wanted to try a new spell with the Eye of Agamotto...I didn't expect it to turn out like this."

Steve just happened to go to the New York Temple to help deliver things. All members of the Avengers have mobile phones with uniformly configured performance parameters, which is convenient for intranet communication. However, the network environment here in the New York Temple is abnormal throughout the year, and the wifi signal needs to Turning around a dozen corners of the space refraction circle, Tony Stark unbelievingly pulled out all kinds of means of his own, and finally completed the research and development of the special communicator for space mages.

—actually an annunciator.

During this period, Lindell frequently went back and forth to Fairy Township, and it was said that it was to collect medicinal materials for the hands that treated Strange. Steve took the initiative to help run errands to deliver new equipment to the current Supreme Mage.

"So when I came back, it became like this."

Bucky sat on the sofa with a serious expression: "He was still this tall when he left."

While speaking, he stretched out his arms and drew a height line in the air.

Now, the teenager sitting among them was obviously very disturbed. He straightened his back a little shyly. In front of him was a large group of...adults with abnormal identities and attires.

He knew Bucky, and his appearance hadn't changed much, but it was said that the species had changed—from a human to a half-elf.Besides Bucky, there is Asa, the son of Howard Stark, the god of Norse mythology sitting here. Bring the bow to Hawkeye.

Leaving aside why fast-forward to the age when Howard's son is this age, who would wear head-to-toe purple.

This future is a bit abnormal.

The time is also wrong. Steve, a student, estimated his current age and felt that he should not be fighting side by side with this group of people, but should be lying on a hospital bed with a ventilator plugged in by the way-seriously, he I never thought I could live so long.

"My friend Steve, I really never thought you would be so skinny when you were a kid... just like Rocky."

Sol's laughter was like a thunderous rumble like his godhead. He probably wanted to pat Steve on the shoulder, but Bucky stopped his palm halfway: "Calm down, he has a medical problem now." asthma."

"Now?"

Steve asked, "So, my future self is healed?"

[The Extremis virus modified by sir can cure most diseases, including the treatment of asthma. ]

The artificial intelligence in the room answered proactively.

"In the future... Well, various things have happened. In short, you seem to be about the same age as me now."

Bucky explained: "And it's popular."

It’s something unimaginable again, but since the holographic projection screen is installed in this room, the whole world is full of things that people can’t understand. It’s like having an overly absurd dream while sleeping in physical education class .

Speaking of sleeping in gym class... Actually, there is someone else who likes to skip class and sleep the most.

Steve was a little cautious. After all, almost 100 years had passed. It was difficult for him to make sure whether these guys knew Lindell. You must know that Crowley and Aziraphale are also very good at hiding their identities on weekdays.

He looked at Bucky with some hesitation: "Then—"

"Oh, if you want to ask Lindell, he will probably be back soon."

Bucky covered his face with his hands, with an expression of "I understand, I understand": "Although he can't judge emotions like him, I have to say that you are really easy to understand."

He looked at the electronic watch hanging on the wall, "Well, it should be now..."

As soon as the voice fell, a golden portal opened in the room.Lindell held a large bouquet of white flowers in both hands, and the petals were crowded together, almost burying his entire face in it.He returned from the Fairy Township without hiding any of the biological traits of a Fairy. He scanned the room with blinking golden eyes, and his eyes stopped on Steve's face: "...Is there anyone who can use less than thirty Words tell me what's going on now?"

Strange took the bouquet from his arms and put it on the table: "It doesn't take thirty words, this is the result of time magic disorder, and it will recover in two days."

"...Why are you so upright?"

Lindell said.

"I apologized just now, but you were not here."

Strange said, "You can do it again if you want to."

"no need."

Lindell resolutely refused: "I'm not Loki, I have to listen to this."

Steve also rounded his eyes, staring at the guy who was said to be Lindell in front of him.

The golden eyes and slender ears, as well as the transparent scales that were born on the side of the neck and may spread to the cheeks in severe cases, are all the same iconic features, but the Lindell in my impression will never grow as tall as he is now , and his mental state was obviously much better—the Lindell he knew always felt sleepy very quickly, although yawning was also surprisingly powerful.

This time he really felt the flow of time. He was able to make the goblin whose biological clock was almost stagnant grow into an adult. The time in this world has indeed moved forward a long time.

Now that it has been determined that there are no side effects, all you need to do is wait quietly for the duration of the magic power to expire.

Everyone was very curious about this Steve when he was a child - especially Tony Stark, who took a mobile phone and recorded a circle around him, with an expression as if he saw an elephant singing Hallelujah .

The excessive attention made the child obviously a little nervous. He took a deep breath and was about to have an asthma attack. At this time, a hand was pressed on his throat-then, pure oxygen was poured into the lungs, A shortness of breath that didn't even have time to start was intercepted at the beginning.

"Or buy some slow-release spray."

Lindell took out his mobile phone and started online shopping: "I remember that the means of treating asthma are very mature now."

"Then why don't you just let me give him a shot?"

Tony asked: "Don't talk about asthma, systemic lupus erythematosus can also be cured together, and the desperate virus can be cured with one injection."

"Probably because you don't have a license to practice medicine, so you can't just give injections to others."

Strange complained calmly.

"Then what does he do now?"

Clint asked, "Which of you have experience raising children?"

"Wake up, a boy of this age already has the basic ability to take care of himself, do you think he is only three years old?"

Natasha glanced at him, stood up from her original position, and sat down next to Steve, at a distance where she could smell a slight scent of perfume: "I guess you can take care of yourself, right, little gentlemen?"

Steve, who was a teenager, was indifferent to the strange and beautiful big sister. He followed Lindell's movements and turned his head: "Where do you live now?"

Lindell was taken aback, and reported a place name, so he asked again: "Then can I borrow it during this time?"

Everyone snorted and laughed out loud.

"You lost, nat."

Clint showed a happy expression that he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic: "The female agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. is at the scene of a car rollover."

Natasha rolled her eyes without hesitation: "Can that be the same, I am still in the human category without disadvantages."

Natasha didn't really take the ridicule around her to heart. Instead, Steve understood the meaning behind this sentence, and his face flushed.He looked around helplessly, and cast his eyes on Barnes for help, but this time his childhood friend did not hesitate to stand on his side, but laughed with everyone, showing That narrow look he was all too familiar with.

Steve:  …

This future is not kind at all.

Even Lindell's reaction was kind of weird, he gave what could be called an "excuse me" look - man, it's like this guy has been switched - and he nodded very quickly , Said that it doesn't matter, you don't need to adjust your residence.

It is said that they are "superheroes", and the original intention of this organization was to save the world more conveniently and quickly. The bearded mage who came over was even more amazing. Steve watched helplessly as the other party stretched out his hand and drew a portal in mid-air, stuffing himself and Lindell into an apartment building.

There are sketchpads and notebooks in the room, with a half-painted Golden Gate Bridge on it. It seems that the adult Steve Rogers still maintains his little hobbies.Steve rummaged through the past one by one, looking at the things that belonged to him one by one. The brand-new photo frame was inlaid with a group photo of all the members of the Avengers. In addition to the few people he met today, there was a big blond man who was said to be It's Saul Odinson.

By the way, he's an alien.

Steve has a good acceptance of this kind of information. Since there are angels, demons and goblins in this world, it is not very strange for aliens to appear. He just feels a little bit about being able to fight side by side with the Norse gods in the future. surprise.

That's right, the future, himself.

In the photo, I was standing in the center, holding a metal round shield in my hand. Although I could vaguely see my current shadow from my facial features, except for my facial features, everything was different.

He is healthy, confident, and looks strong and reliable. Standing with these people will not create any sense of disobedience.The adult version of Lindell stood beside him, hooked on his shoulders by himself in the photo, and even seemed to be going out of his way.

And now...the other party treated him as if he was treating some long-lost fragile item. He took out a test tube of translucent blue liquid from somewhere, and handed it to him, saying that it could prevent asthma attacks for a period of time.

"Strange can't tell what side effects the Extremis virus will have on people whose time is misplaced, so it's better to use this more traditional method."

Lindell shook his wrist and handed him the well-shaken test tube. Steve tilted his neck and drank it without hesitation. The taste was a bit cool, like drinking peppermint water.

"The work probably has to be postponed. I have already sent a message to Fury. Ah yes, it is the director who is bald and has only one eye. Usually he is in charge of entrusting work."

The vibrating gold shield that appeared in the photo is placed in the corner of the wall, indicating the reality of this future.While Lindell was dealing with those strange white petals, Steve approached the shield with a little curiosity, and tried to lift it up with both hands, but the shield made of pure metal was obviously not so easy to shake Yes, he tried his best to let the vibrating gold shield a few tens of centimeters off the ground. If he didn't pay attention, the metal shield hit the ground heavily—specifically, on the instep of one of his feet.

Almost at the moment when the pain came, the guy who was supposed to be making flower juice with a medicine mortar next door rushed to him.

Lindell picked up the heavy shield with one hand, and stared at him with golden eyes, as if he was not sure what expression to show, but he blocked his pain without hesitation—his The magic seemed smooth and skillful, and it was completely different from what he remembered.

"Sorry, I'm just a little curious..."

"no need to say sorry."

Lindell shook his head, "You never need to apologize to me."

It was just muscle pain and congestion, and there was no broken bone or any irreparable damage. Steve watched Lindell finish the inspection with a somewhat surprised look on his face.

"I thought you wouldn't care about such little things at all."

He said: "For example, the method of treating asthma and potions, and the method of cutting off human pain, and you seem to be able to cook..."

Steve realized very early on that Lindell himself didn't care much about getting hurt. For the goblin, the first damage may not be as dangerous as the loss of magic power, but now he behaves almost like a human being.

——That kind of, rather special, powerful human being.

The inhuman feeling of being incompatible with the whole world in the past has disappeared in this adult him.

Hearing this sentence, the blond goblin paused for a moment, and her expression softened.

"Because that's what you taught me."

How to deal with a more fragile life, how to live more easily in the human world, how to embrace and experience this short-lived but bright emotion in the soul, how to be with each other, guarding this is bad enough, but it can also be born A world of beautiful things.

——These are all things you taught me.

The author has something to say: Wake up plus size Steve: what happened?Why is gauze wrapped around my leg?

Afterwards, color photos of his childhood version were scattered all over the world on the S.H.I.E.L.D. network, and the instigators were Natasha and Clint.

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